yeah, i'm staying in tonight. i just don't feel like it's worth it. i'm at best a passive fan; it's more an experiential thing. like, i'd pay $10 to see them around the corner, just to say i've seen 'em, but the situation is a bit more annoying than that.
i could very well get most of inri043 done tonight.
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Sunday, April 26, 2015
how many odonises does it take to set a signal path?
that was the first show i've been to in a while that was a little underwhelming. i could have stayed later, but the reality is that i didn't really want to. i suppose it's kind of a reminder to be a little more selective, given the cost of transit and the realities around staying out late.
i'm exaggerating a little. two of the three acts i saw did what they did well, it's just not something i would have gone out of my way to see. what i went to see was fairly lacklustre compared to the recorded material. i just didn't have the energy to stay for ice balloons, given that the night was unfolding sort of poorly and it would have meant an overnight; cost benefit analysis came out as "go home". i hope those that stayed enjoyed the set, but i'm not convinced i would have - or at least not enough to have to wait until 8:30 am to go home...
to be clear, i was hoping to catch ice balloons as an opening act - they seemed interesting in that context. but i wouldn't have crossed a border just to see them. and i wasn't keen on staying the night to see them last.
the first band was pulp fiction, and i should start out by saying that they were very competent and everything. you had everything you need for modern progressive metal - the tapping guitarist doing piddly arpeggios, the bassist ripping on geddy lee, the loose feel psych drummer, the out-of-place shoegaze guy...
...and, as a medley, it wasn't half bad. the thing is that's really what it was: a medley of existing material. and, some of it crossed a few lines that you can't get away with. pompeii is iconic.
it was far from terrible, though, it was just exceedingly derivative. they made a big deal about how it was their last show. but, i'd say this was worth not skipping - so long as you know what you're walking in to.
odonis odonis strangely played second, and i may have been the only person in the bar there specifically to see them so the ordering actually did make sense, despite the billing. their newest record is up for a polaris prize, and is worthy of the acclaim. but, it came across rather terribly in a live setting. the set was composed of short, disconnected tracks that were stripped down to their most basic elements. i suppose it worked reasonably well as a blast of noisy post-punk, and i have to acknowledge that the venue was not at all designed for this (or ice balloons for that matter), but i was expecting something a bit more integrated, based on the recordings i'd heard. i'm concluding that the disc may be reaching for them.
https://odonisodonis.bandcamp.com/album/hard-boiled-soft-boiled
the last band i saw was sweat, from flint, which is sort of local. as with the first act, they weren't terrible - it's just that i wouldn't have gone out of my way to see a band like them. at their best, they channeled aspects of swans, but let's not get carried away - they were, overall, fairly generic riffing of the no doom wave whatever variety. again - this is worth not skipping. but i'm not the kid that's going to fall all over this. i'm not going to post a sample because they claimed it was all new material..
i presume ice balloons would have come on next, but i was out around 12:30 when i realized i was only going to catch a few minutes of it if i wanted to get home tonight...
i guess i was hoping for half-hour sets and 15 minute break intervals, which would have had the show done a bit before 1:00, but the bar has a dedicated sound person and he seems to like to take his time. my point is simply that it's greater detail than i'm used to in a bar that size, which lead me to an underestimation of set-up time. hey, it's not like they're checking my bus schedule. and if i was more excited about the closing act, i would have gladly stayed until closing.
ice balloons is some kind of new york supergroup that does slightly avant out-of-date pop. it's a project zappa never did, but without the satire. i don't think anybody really wants irony out of this - despite usually craving it. which is ironic. i probably would have suggested it's worth not skipping...
but, a bunch of bands that are worth not skipping is...
this was also my first night at pj's, and i'm certain i'll be back there. there's some pros and cons in the place. seems like i just have some quirks to get used to.
http://dghjdfsghkrdghdgja.appspot.com/categories/shows/2015/04/25.html
i'm exaggerating a little. two of the three acts i saw did what they did well, it's just not something i would have gone out of my way to see. what i went to see was fairly lacklustre compared to the recorded material. i just didn't have the energy to stay for ice balloons, given that the night was unfolding sort of poorly and it would have meant an overnight; cost benefit analysis came out as "go home". i hope those that stayed enjoyed the set, but i'm not convinced i would have - or at least not enough to have to wait until 8:30 am to go home...
to be clear, i was hoping to catch ice balloons as an opening act - they seemed interesting in that context. but i wouldn't have crossed a border just to see them. and i wasn't keen on staying the night to see them last.
the first band was pulp fiction, and i should start out by saying that they were very competent and everything. you had everything you need for modern progressive metal - the tapping guitarist doing piddly arpeggios, the bassist ripping on geddy lee, the loose feel psych drummer, the out-of-place shoegaze guy...
...and, as a medley, it wasn't half bad. the thing is that's really what it was: a medley of existing material. and, some of it crossed a few lines that you can't get away with. pompeii is iconic.
it was far from terrible, though, it was just exceedingly derivative. they made a big deal about how it was their last show. but, i'd say this was worth not skipping - so long as you know what you're walking in to.
odonis odonis strangely played second, and i may have been the only person in the bar there specifically to see them so the ordering actually did make sense, despite the billing. their newest record is up for a polaris prize, and is worthy of the acclaim. but, it came across rather terribly in a live setting. the set was composed of short, disconnected tracks that were stripped down to their most basic elements. i suppose it worked reasonably well as a blast of noisy post-punk, and i have to acknowledge that the venue was not at all designed for this (or ice balloons for that matter), but i was expecting something a bit more integrated, based on the recordings i'd heard. i'm concluding that the disc may be reaching for them.
https://odonisodonis.bandcamp.com/album/hard-boiled-soft-boiled
the last band i saw was sweat, from flint, which is sort of local. as with the first act, they weren't terrible - it's just that i wouldn't have gone out of my way to see a band like them. at their best, they channeled aspects of swans, but let's not get carried away - they were, overall, fairly generic riffing of the no doom wave whatever variety. again - this is worth not skipping. but i'm not the kid that's going to fall all over this. i'm not going to post a sample because they claimed it was all new material..
i presume ice balloons would have come on next, but i was out around 12:30 when i realized i was only going to catch a few minutes of it if i wanted to get home tonight...
i guess i was hoping for half-hour sets and 15 minute break intervals, which would have had the show done a bit before 1:00, but the bar has a dedicated sound person and he seems to like to take his time. my point is simply that it's greater detail than i'm used to in a bar that size, which lead me to an underestimation of set-up time. hey, it's not like they're checking my bus schedule. and if i was more excited about the closing act, i would have gladly stayed until closing.
ice balloons is some kind of new york supergroup that does slightly avant out-of-date pop. it's a project zappa never did, but without the satire. i don't think anybody really wants irony out of this - despite usually craving it. which is ironic. i probably would have suggested it's worth not skipping...
but, a bunch of bands that are worth not skipping is...
this was also my first night at pj's, and i'm certain i'll be back there. there's some pros and cons in the place. seems like i just have some quirks to get used to.
http://dghjdfsghkrdghdgja.appspot.com/categories/shows/2015/04/25.html
Saturday, April 25, 2015
it's not going to be done today, and i am hitting the show tonight, but it's been fully ordered and only needs a couple more parts - which are (mentally) written. monday, probably.
i'm considering maybe working the extra leads back into the final, which i didn't want to do. i'll have to see what it sounds like.
i'm considering maybe working the extra leads back into the final, which i didn't want to do. i'll have to see what it sounds like.
Thursday, April 23, 2015
taking a walk to detroit’s local anarchist punk house on a nice spring night to see pile (and animal faces)
i spun the wheel of detroit again last night and ended up down option #5 - grand river, up a ways, with an eventual hard right up to the venerated detroit trumbullplex....
grand river was a short walk defined by juxtapositions: casinos tower over devastated apartment complexes. ruins, simply. windows are not merely smashed out, but scavenged, leaving oddly tidy orthogonal squat escapes - if it weren't for the black mold, which has overtaken the space to the point that it looks like fire damage. if you didn't know better, you'd think you were walking through a war zone at points, with bombed out buildings - collateral damage on the aerial assault on the industrial heartland. foreboding side roads fall off the main street, with invisible DO NOT ENTER signs. but, passing glimpses sometimes suggest portals to a past era. there is early twentieth century architecture in tact and in good shape here; one expects to see a classic ford car spin the corner, perhaps trying to outrace the cops to the speakeasy to disappear into a basement tunnel. other side streets have nothing but dilapidated wood buildings in immediate sight, and may very well have lost pets as their primary tenants. abandoned fields give way to large educational institutions and government buildings, which give way to more abandoned fields.
in fact, the media narratives of detroit's ominous urban warzone fade quickly into the context of the city's vast emptiness. walking up this strip of the city, there is simply nobody around to potentially harm you. the most immediate danger seems to be coyotes.
the turn up trumbull took me into a slightly different neighbourhood, full of crumbling victorian mansions - the kind with four or five bedrooms, personal balconies, fenced off porches and, of course, those decorative pseudo-minarets, which i'm sure were interpreted as pretentious (that would have been a good monty python skit...) when they were built, and today just seem bluntly absurd. if these towers ever had princesses, it seems clear that they've long dispersed.
the venue comes of as an extremely large garage (for those reading from ottawa, it's most similar to the old house of targ) and, given the size of the house it's attached to, may very well have been one at one point. well, what's five or six cars in mid-twentieth century detroit? today, it seems to mostly house bicycles, in what was probably previously a storage room. to the side, in what i'm guessing was initially a sun room, there exists a "'zine library" full of an assortment of pamphlets and other literature meant for dissemination - which is actually an excellent idea. curating is important. it might not seem important, but it is.
the first band up was time cat, and they managed to remind me that i live in the midwest, now - without putting me off by it, too much. there's some rootsy elements to their sound, but it's largely a merger of blues and punk. the energy is in the right place to produce a strong set, and the frontwoman for the band is worth checking out simply for her guitar skills. the drumming, however, needs a little work - and not everybody is going to connect to the vocals. if you see them opening, and you like the raw blues punk sound from hendrix to srv to jsbx to the white stripes and everything in between, they're worth checking out. but be wary of giving them too much energy to feed off, because they will play over time if you do.
https://timecatmusic.bandcamp.com/album/quadday
animal faces surprised me. i hadn't heard any of their more recent material or seen them in a few years. i was expecting some thrashing post-hardcore with the amps and drums blaring, and i got a bit of it, but a good portion of the set seems to have focused on expanding the more sombre connecting portions of their previous work into longer sections. the result leaned heavily into the kind of post-rock that do make say think were excellent at in the early 00s.
now, i'm actually a huge fan of dmst. i've seen them something like eight times. and, they were some of the most fun shows i've ever been to - partly because i knew the material inside and out, and they're great at delivering it. given that their output has dwindled recently, i wouldn't be opposed to hearing somebody draw on it. further, this influence was apparent in their earlier releases, so it's not entirely out of nowhere. but, animal faces' attempt to walk into that space lacked the dynamics and subtlety you want out of that sound. over the last ten years, post-rock has become notorious for being monotonous and sort of boring. unfortunately, there wasn't much in the set to separate them from the mass of substandard bands that currently exist in that genre. and, what's a little frustrating is that animal faces were actually really good at what they used to do - really loud, thrashing post-hardcore.
if they're pivoting, so be it. i'm not one to push stasis. but, the shift requires a bit more work before they can say they're as good at what they want to do now as they were at what they wanted to do previously.
destroy this place were locals and they were a little too conventional for my tastes. tight. radio-ready. just not my thing.
i got to talking to the drummer from pile while out on a smoke break, and he seemed pretty chill. we agreed it would be nice if they get on to play, given the show was running about two hours late.
we did get a decent set from them, and they didn't disappoint. generally, the shorter my reviews are, the more i enjoyed the show
here's a full set from the same tour:
i didn't think the show would really be over at 11:00, but i didn't think it would run until 12:45, either. last bus back to windsor? 1:04..
i managed to walk back to rosa parks in 19 minutes (google maps estimate: 33 minutes). that's right: at the platform at exactly 1:04. but, no bus.
"shit.", i'm thinking. "missed it.".
but, i'm stubborn, so i cut up michigan to griswold, hoping it got stuck at a light or something. and, sure enough, it comes rumbling around the corner, causing me to run out into the intersection of griswold & larned, waving and hopping, which got me a stern talking to by the driver...
"what the fuck are you doing jumping into the middle of the road like that?"
"well, i'm trying to steer you into a place you can stop."
"what? really. you're not seriuh-....."
"well, you can't just stop in the middle of the road. at least you're not supposed to."
awkward pause.
"THANK YOU FOR STOPPING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD TO PICK ME UP."
close, though. it wouldn't have been so bad if i was stuck on a weekday, it's only a few hours, i just would have walked up to get a coney dog and a coffee. i think i was more irritated that i didn't bring a book...
http://dghjdfsghkrdghdgja.appspot.com/categories/shows/2015/04/22.html
grand river was a short walk defined by juxtapositions: casinos tower over devastated apartment complexes. ruins, simply. windows are not merely smashed out, but scavenged, leaving oddly tidy orthogonal squat escapes - if it weren't for the black mold, which has overtaken the space to the point that it looks like fire damage. if you didn't know better, you'd think you were walking through a war zone at points, with bombed out buildings - collateral damage on the aerial assault on the industrial heartland. foreboding side roads fall off the main street, with invisible DO NOT ENTER signs. but, passing glimpses sometimes suggest portals to a past era. there is early twentieth century architecture in tact and in good shape here; one expects to see a classic ford car spin the corner, perhaps trying to outrace the cops to the speakeasy to disappear into a basement tunnel. other side streets have nothing but dilapidated wood buildings in immediate sight, and may very well have lost pets as their primary tenants. abandoned fields give way to large educational institutions and government buildings, which give way to more abandoned fields.
in fact, the media narratives of detroit's ominous urban warzone fade quickly into the context of the city's vast emptiness. walking up this strip of the city, there is simply nobody around to potentially harm you. the most immediate danger seems to be coyotes.
the turn up trumbull took me into a slightly different neighbourhood, full of crumbling victorian mansions - the kind with four or five bedrooms, personal balconies, fenced off porches and, of course, those decorative pseudo-minarets, which i'm sure were interpreted as pretentious (that would have been a good monty python skit...) when they were built, and today just seem bluntly absurd. if these towers ever had princesses, it seems clear that they've long dispersed.
the venue comes of as an extremely large garage (for those reading from ottawa, it's most similar to the old house of targ) and, given the size of the house it's attached to, may very well have been one at one point. well, what's five or six cars in mid-twentieth century detroit? today, it seems to mostly house bicycles, in what was probably previously a storage room. to the side, in what i'm guessing was initially a sun room, there exists a "'zine library" full of an assortment of pamphlets and other literature meant for dissemination - which is actually an excellent idea. curating is important. it might not seem important, but it is.
the first band up was time cat, and they managed to remind me that i live in the midwest, now - without putting me off by it, too much. there's some rootsy elements to their sound, but it's largely a merger of blues and punk. the energy is in the right place to produce a strong set, and the frontwoman for the band is worth checking out simply for her guitar skills. the drumming, however, needs a little work - and not everybody is going to connect to the vocals. if you see them opening, and you like the raw blues punk sound from hendrix to srv to jsbx to the white stripes and everything in between, they're worth checking out. but be wary of giving them too much energy to feed off, because they will play over time if you do.
https://timecatmusic.bandcamp.com/album/quadday
animal faces surprised me. i hadn't heard any of their more recent material or seen them in a few years. i was expecting some thrashing post-hardcore with the amps and drums blaring, and i got a bit of it, but a good portion of the set seems to have focused on expanding the more sombre connecting portions of their previous work into longer sections. the result leaned heavily into the kind of post-rock that do make say think were excellent at in the early 00s.
now, i'm actually a huge fan of dmst. i've seen them something like eight times. and, they were some of the most fun shows i've ever been to - partly because i knew the material inside and out, and they're great at delivering it. given that their output has dwindled recently, i wouldn't be opposed to hearing somebody draw on it. further, this influence was apparent in their earlier releases, so it's not entirely out of nowhere. but, animal faces' attempt to walk into that space lacked the dynamics and subtlety you want out of that sound. over the last ten years, post-rock has become notorious for being monotonous and sort of boring. unfortunately, there wasn't much in the set to separate them from the mass of substandard bands that currently exist in that genre. and, what's a little frustrating is that animal faces were actually really good at what they used to do - really loud, thrashing post-hardcore.
if they're pivoting, so be it. i'm not one to push stasis. but, the shift requires a bit more work before they can say they're as good at what they want to do now as they were at what they wanted to do previously.
destroy this place were locals and they were a little too conventional for my tastes. tight. radio-ready. just not my thing.
i got to talking to the drummer from pile while out on a smoke break, and he seemed pretty chill. we agreed it would be nice if they get on to play, given the show was running about two hours late.
we did get a decent set from them, and they didn't disappoint. generally, the shorter my reviews are, the more i enjoyed the show
here's a full set from the same tour:
i didn't think the show would really be over at 11:00, but i didn't think it would run until 12:45, either. last bus back to windsor? 1:04..
i managed to walk back to rosa parks in 19 minutes (google maps estimate: 33 minutes). that's right: at the platform at exactly 1:04. but, no bus.
"shit.", i'm thinking. "missed it.".
but, i'm stubborn, so i cut up michigan to griswold, hoping it got stuck at a light or something. and, sure enough, it comes rumbling around the corner, causing me to run out into the intersection of griswold & larned, waving and hopping, which got me a stern talking to by the driver...
"what the fuck are you doing jumping into the middle of the road like that?"
"well, i'm trying to steer you into a place you can stop."
"what? really. you're not seriuh-....."
"well, you can't just stop in the middle of the road. at least you're not supposed to."
awkward pause.
"THANK YOU FOR STOPPING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD TO PICK ME UP."
close, though. it wouldn't have been so bad if i was stuck on a weekday, it's only a few hours, i just would have walked up to get a coney dog and a coffee. i think i was more irritated that i didn't bring a book...
http://dghjdfsghkrdghdgja.appspot.com/categories/shows/2015/04/22.html
Wednesday, April 22, 2015
Tuesday, April 21, 2015
you know, this might actually work out alright. i managed to talk my way up to a supervisor, and if i send my odsp stub off to vancouver they'll put a hold on it for six months - which should let my refund go through for the year, so that's step one. step two is that i need to get my odsp forms filled out in june so that it's permanent - and i think i can do that. then, i can apply for the loan to actually get wiped. it's the one and only way out, apparently.
otherwise, i need to send them the stub every six months.
i'm going to get the diet form when i fax the stub, anyways....
i'm pretty sincere about permanence. but if things work out some other way, the loan is gone.
i've just been ignoring this for months because it's just like....i can't pay you..but they got me the incentive to deal with it.
wait. there's conditions on the diet forms. gah...
i'm a model of physical health, it's my head that's fucked. gotta be some way around this...
the way people talk about this, it's like anybody can get it.
yeah...no. i'm not going to win this argument. so i'm not going to start it. i'll figure something else out.
i remember reading the review a few years ago, and one of the recs was to just abolish the special diet and give everybody the extra $100. i wonder how convincing that report might be if i showed it to a doctor. it's just....i don't see how an empathetic doctor could fill the thing out....
actually, i've had some dysphagia recently. i've been wanting to have this dealt with, anyways. i think i should probably do that tomorrow. if it gets me a useful diagnosis, great. i'd kind of like to get to the bottom of it, anyways.
otherwise, i need to send them the stub every six months.
i'm going to get the diet form when i fax the stub, anyways....
i'm pretty sincere about permanence. but if things work out some other way, the loan is gone.
i've just been ignoring this for months because it's just like....i can't pay you..but they got me the incentive to deal with it.
wait. there's conditions on the diet forms. gah...
i'm a model of physical health, it's my head that's fucked. gotta be some way around this...
the way people talk about this, it's like anybody can get it.
yeah...no. i'm not going to win this argument. so i'm not going to start it. i'll figure something else out.
i remember reading the review a few years ago, and one of the recs was to just abolish the special diet and give everybody the extra $100. i wonder how convincing that report might be if i showed it to a doctor. it's just....i don't see how an empathetic doctor could fill the thing out....
actually, i've had some dysphagia recently. i've been wanting to have this dealt with, anyways. i think i should probably do that tomorrow. if it gets me a useful diagnosis, great. i'd kind of like to get to the bottom of it, anyways.
stupid cra wants to take my tax refund...
which is, like...if you do that, i'm going to apply for the special diet allowance, which is actually roughly twice as much. so, i end up with an extra $50/month.
and, what you're going to gain from my tax refund is roughly 10% interest on the loan in the first place. it's just flat out stupid....
smart thing to do would be to let me declare bankruptcy. but, if you want to burst the student loan bubble, have fun - not like i fucking care.
as it is right now, if i were to get over my disability and find a job tomorrow, the loan payments would actually leave me with less disposable income than i have on disability. and, as the interest builds, i'm left with less and less incentive to get over the disability and find a job. i'm not the kind of person that's going to work for nothing. my life is not valuable enough to me to sacrifice it to the state. if i end up in that situation, i'll kill myself out of political protest. and spite. i'd enjoy it, to be frank.
i got manipulated into this loan - it was supposed to be paid off. i'd have never taken it, otherwise. but the person that made me that promise proceeded to die without following through on it. now, it's simply never going to be paid. ever.
they're telling me to wait for my notice of assessment. it might be available online, let me check...
i'm just not going to live that life. our existences are too short and meaningless to bother. it's stasis or bust.
the point is just that bankruptcy is the proper way out of my situation - but, unfortunately, you can't declare bankruptcy on student loans. nobody benefits from this, though. i'm simply never going to generate the income to pay the loan down.
no assessment, but i've got some more numbers to call. i'm not waiting for the assessment to get the dietary allowance, though. if this isn't figured out today, i'll have to do that tomorrow.
it is going to be kind of funny one day, though, if i live long enough. like, how high can the interest grow on this? can it reach a million dollars?
"in other news, there's apparently a sixty year old disabled person in windsor with three million dollars in interest on her student loan payments. when reached for comment, she simply said that they should have let her declare bankruptcy."
which is, like...if you do that, i'm going to apply for the special diet allowance, which is actually roughly twice as much. so, i end up with an extra $50/month.
and, what you're going to gain from my tax refund is roughly 10% interest on the loan in the first place. it's just flat out stupid....
smart thing to do would be to let me declare bankruptcy. but, if you want to burst the student loan bubble, have fun - not like i fucking care.
as it is right now, if i were to get over my disability and find a job tomorrow, the loan payments would actually leave me with less disposable income than i have on disability. and, as the interest builds, i'm left with less and less incentive to get over the disability and find a job. i'm not the kind of person that's going to work for nothing. my life is not valuable enough to me to sacrifice it to the state. if i end up in that situation, i'll kill myself out of political protest. and spite. i'd enjoy it, to be frank.
i got manipulated into this loan - it was supposed to be paid off. i'd have never taken it, otherwise. but the person that made me that promise proceeded to die without following through on it. now, it's simply never going to be paid. ever.
they're telling me to wait for my notice of assessment. it might be available online, let me check...
i'm just not going to live that life. our existences are too short and meaningless to bother. it's stasis or bust.
the point is just that bankruptcy is the proper way out of my situation - but, unfortunately, you can't declare bankruptcy on student loans. nobody benefits from this, though. i'm simply never going to generate the income to pay the loan down.
no assessment, but i've got some more numbers to call. i'm not waiting for the assessment to get the dietary allowance, though. if this isn't figured out today, i'll have to do that tomorrow.
it is going to be kind of funny one day, though, if i live long enough. like, how high can the interest grow on this? can it reach a million dollars?
"in other news, there's apparently a sixty year old disabled person in windsor with three million dollars in interest on her student loan payments. when reached for comment, she simply said that they should have let her declare bankruptcy."
Sunday, April 19, 2015
metz & lightning bolt in ferndale
actually, i'm not so much into writing that narrative, right now. nothing really exciting happened, so i feel it would be disingenuous to play it up...
i almost didn't go, because i was paranoid i wouldn't get in. well, everybody has a phone, right? what i thought would happen is that i'd get there, and everybody would buy a ticket in line. to make matters worse, the bus was 40 minutes late - or to put it another way, two scheduled 53s just didn't come. this slowed the bus ride down substantially because it was packed. i felt bad for some of the people on woodward that may have been waiting an hour, only to have the bus drive by...
i'd hesitate to say the show was a double-headliner, but the opening act had it's own audience. i've seen metz before, and i thought they were overhyped. in terms of what they do, it's essentially a function of the fuzz pedal - there's really not much to it, besides the roar of beating drums and fuzzy riffs. i guess there would have been a time in the mid 90s when i would have been more excited about this, but today it just comes off as sort of middling - it doesn't have the same power as something heavier like torche (which i'm dropping because i saw them in the same bar a few weeks ago), and they don't seem to have the ability to generate hooks that the best grunge bands had. when they get noisy, there's little abstraction. the result is actually borderline boring. or, at least it is to an old pair of ears like mine. some music just has an age limit, dictated by the mainstream's tendency to limit access to more interesting music.
i'll say they had more stage presence this time. they seemed a bit more confident. but i'm not really going to play that up, because when you start getting too much confidence in this genre it inevitably turns into macho cock rock. i'm not making that accusation, at least not yet, but it's apparently the path they're heading down. that confidence came with what seemed like more conventional writing - they've tightened up, moving out of "noise-punk" and into a more commercial grunge sound.
they're not bad enough to skip in an opening band situation. but i wouldn't go out of my way to see them, or recommend them to much of anybody - except a certain type of kid, and maybe aging grunge fans.
also, the pit was borderline frat boy tackling. i kept out of it.
is there any use in reviewing lightning bolt? the show was what one would expect...
the last video was relatively useful in demonstrating what the show i saw was like, in a medium-small venue. and they played mostly new material - although a passive set of ears would be hard pressed to tell the difference. but if you don't know the band, check this out:
here's a full set from a few months later:
...& here is a short clip from the show, too:
http://dghjdfsghkrdghdgja.appspot.com/categories/shows/2015/04/18.html
i almost didn't go, because i was paranoid i wouldn't get in. well, everybody has a phone, right? what i thought would happen is that i'd get there, and everybody would buy a ticket in line. to make matters worse, the bus was 40 minutes late - or to put it another way, two scheduled 53s just didn't come. this slowed the bus ride down substantially because it was packed. i felt bad for some of the people on woodward that may have been waiting an hour, only to have the bus drive by...
i'd hesitate to say the show was a double-headliner, but the opening act had it's own audience. i've seen metz before, and i thought they were overhyped. in terms of what they do, it's essentially a function of the fuzz pedal - there's really not much to it, besides the roar of beating drums and fuzzy riffs. i guess there would have been a time in the mid 90s when i would have been more excited about this, but today it just comes off as sort of middling - it doesn't have the same power as something heavier like torche (which i'm dropping because i saw them in the same bar a few weeks ago), and they don't seem to have the ability to generate hooks that the best grunge bands had. when they get noisy, there's little abstraction. the result is actually borderline boring. or, at least it is to an old pair of ears like mine. some music just has an age limit, dictated by the mainstream's tendency to limit access to more interesting music.
i'll say they had more stage presence this time. they seemed a bit more confident. but i'm not really going to play that up, because when you start getting too much confidence in this genre it inevitably turns into macho cock rock. i'm not making that accusation, at least not yet, but it's apparently the path they're heading down. that confidence came with what seemed like more conventional writing - they've tightened up, moving out of "noise-punk" and into a more commercial grunge sound.
they're not bad enough to skip in an opening band situation. but i wouldn't go out of my way to see them, or recommend them to much of anybody - except a certain type of kid, and maybe aging grunge fans.
also, the pit was borderline frat boy tackling. i kept out of it.
is there any use in reviewing lightning bolt? the show was what one would expect...
the last video was relatively useful in demonstrating what the show i saw was like, in a medium-small venue. and they played mostly new material - although a passive set of ears would be hard pressed to tell the difference. but if you don't know the band, check this out:
here's a full set from a few months later:
...& here is a short clip from the show, too:
http://dghjdfsghkrdghdgja.appspot.com/categories/shows/2015/04/18.html
i guess the story of last night was my first mosh pit in detroit.
there's only a handful of bands i'll really actively slam dance to - and dancing is what i'm doing, in the mayhem, between rushing the stage and pushing people out of the way so i can dance more. i don't want to get in the pit when it's a lot of frat boys tackling each other, or when it's full of metalheads doing martial arts in the air or anything like that. i'm thin, and carry almost no muscle, but i'm not petite - i'm more swedish egghead than viking plunderer, but i'm pretty sturdily built and not at all easy to knock over. i can stand my ground in the most hectic of situations, and then some. but i'm still going to stay on the edge of most pits. most of the time, i'm just not really into getting into what's unfolding in front of me.
my experience has been that lightning bolt is in the group of exceptions to this - it's a mixed gender space driven by adrenaline rather than testosterone. just people having legit, clean fun. no dominance. no macho bullshit.
i've got a few bruises on my arm, but it was from staff mistaking me for somebody else and grabbing me. listen: cops are cops. they always create more problems than they solve. i'm not going to argue that security shouldn't exist at concerts, but bar staff going into the crowd like that never does anything but cause problems. the reality is that assholes get pushed out, and the response is generally proportional. the best pit police is usually the pit itself.
i'll write up something more narrated when i wake up...
there's only a handful of bands i'll really actively slam dance to - and dancing is what i'm doing, in the mayhem, between rushing the stage and pushing people out of the way so i can dance more. i don't want to get in the pit when it's a lot of frat boys tackling each other, or when it's full of metalheads doing martial arts in the air or anything like that. i'm thin, and carry almost no muscle, but i'm not petite - i'm more swedish egghead than viking plunderer, but i'm pretty sturdily built and not at all easy to knock over. i can stand my ground in the most hectic of situations, and then some. but i'm still going to stay on the edge of most pits. most of the time, i'm just not really into getting into what's unfolding in front of me.
my experience has been that lightning bolt is in the group of exceptions to this - it's a mixed gender space driven by adrenaline rather than testosterone. just people having legit, clean fun. no dominance. no macho bullshit.
i've got a few bruises on my arm, but it was from staff mistaking me for somebody else and grabbing me. listen: cops are cops. they always create more problems than they solve. i'm not going to argue that security shouldn't exist at concerts, but bar staff going into the crowd like that never does anything but cause problems. the reality is that assholes get pushed out, and the response is generally proportional. the best pit police is usually the pit itself.
i'll write up something more narrated when i wake up...
Saturday, April 18, 2015
to see lightning bolt or not to see lightning bolt...
well, i know it's going to be a good show. i've seen them before. and they're good for it - i know that. but i'm kind of involved in what i'm doing. and i'm a little paranoid it's going to sell out five minutes before i get there. also, my landlord said something weird to me the other day, so i'm hoping i get home tonight. it's a trek out to ferndale, but worse is that that toll over the border is annoying if it is sold out...
i'll probably go. i just want to get close to an instrumental mix of lalala first. looking at my schedule, that will give me a solid three days to get both of these done and move on to the ostrich thing.
again: i didn't want to set up my magic fuzz chain this morning, because i'm going to need a long, solid session to finish the concerto. but, i've got the ideas worked out in my head. i've to this point avoided shredding over this track, because i didn't want it into the final mix, but it's going to come out in what's left. expect something acrobatic...
well, i know it's going to be a good show. i've seen them before. and they're good for it - i know that. but i'm kind of involved in what i'm doing. and i'm a little paranoid it's going to sell out five minutes before i get there. also, my landlord said something weird to me the other day, so i'm hoping i get home tonight. it's a trek out to ferndale, but worse is that that toll over the border is annoying if it is sold out...
i'll probably go. i just want to get close to an instrumental mix of lalala first. looking at my schedule, that will give me a solid three days to get both of these done and move on to the ostrich thing.
again: i didn't want to set up my magic fuzz chain this morning, because i'm going to need a long, solid session to finish the concerto. but, i've got the ideas worked out in my head. i've to this point avoided shredding over this track, because i didn't want it into the final mix, but it's going to come out in what's left. expect something acrobatic...
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
a trip to the ufo factory to lift off with noveller
i get silly when i'm tired...
i wasn't able to sleep yesterday morning, and here i am, now, still wide awake. i'm pushing a 40 hour day. which is not that odd for me, but it's been a while. and, certainly, this lack of tiredness at the end of it is a little unsettling.
after some appointments yesterday afternoon on no sleep, and a second failed attempt at it, i rolled out of bed, grabbed the proverbial comb, and stumbled out to explore another new area of detroit: michigan street. the thing you've got to realize about detroit is that it was obviously built by the illuminati, because of the geometry. it's clear as day. hundred mile long roads rotate out of each other at increments of thirty degrees, winding out to suburbs where no bus is allowed to go. michigan st is the fourth option i've taken so far...
of the four, the end point is actually the shortest walk. and, it seems to be the punk rock district. i will be back in this area fairly often.
when one mentions that they attended a show at the ufo club, it's fair game to ask if they played astronomy domine, to which the answer is: fuck off.
"what? not even interstellar overdrive....?"
well, detroit has it's own history - and this place is actually important in it, being across the street from the old tiger stadium. which appears to basically still be there, just fenced off. rumour has it that the likes of babe ruth himself liked to hit a few out of the park at this place. it's a very old building. those days are gone now, but you can kind of still feel them walking up to the bar...
mexican knives are a local act, but i've seen them written up in review sites. those.....hipster (said with somewhat of a plugged nose).....review sites. and, the accusation may be an accurate first impression, but it's not really fair.
hipster is really a different animal than this. it's goofier. it thinks it's more modern, but that's why people with better taste laugh at hipsters, right?
i think something like "generalized punk" is more accurate.
"generalized punk", as i'd put forth it's use, is a kind of amalgam of punk styles, without any concept of time or geography. which is why hipster is a forgivable immediate reaction. for a minute, it's some early dk thing, then it's got a teenage jesus vibe - wait, now it's joy division with...dude is actually strumming like johnny ramone, get out of here...
see, it's not the worst idea to take all these ideas and try and mix them all up. it's better than flat out copying somebody, at least. but it turns into a "who are they now?" game. and, then you're not really listening to what they're doing anymore.
i'll probably see them open at least a second time, and probably a fourth time. they get plenty of gigs. but it needs to be taken to the next level if it wants to really be taken seriously. whatever that means. maybe doing overlapping duelling medleys instead....
"i just gotta tell you what i'm thinking right away while it's fresh: it came to me in a dream, man. the next movement in punk is recursion. i'll come back around to this, i just need to cycle it through my head. it's really spinning."
google recursion. click on "did you mean recursion". those google kids, always playing silly games...
==
so, noveller was the artist i went to see tonight...
i'm generally pretty dismissive/critical of these "think they can play with a loop pedal" types. almost nobody does this well. it almost always instantly turns into fripp does reich - with lobotomies offered in place of 3d glasses.
"now, with free lobotomy!"
noveller's a cut above, though. it's a completely different talent level. the loops are largely atmospheric, and she's setting off more than a few things as they spin around...
she was visibly unhappy with the sound, even stopping a few times. it's hard to believe that she didn't know that tube amps break up a little at high volume. personally, i thought it sounded fine.
she makes a nice - and often rather beautiful - racket. recommended.
here's a full set:
i caught about a half hour of the soft moon, and then left for the bus. i was a little cautious about timing, it being my first time up that way. one of these days, they'll open the tunnel to bicycle traffic. until then, there's no bus service between 1:00 and 4:00, and i'm stuck in detroit if i'm going to stay late. wasn't into that last night...
it turns out i could have stayed an extra twenty minutes, which probably would have nearly closed the set.
i can't say i really regret leaving early, though. the noisy joy division vibe ends up somewhere near late nine inch nails, and i just wasn't nearly drunk enough for it. despite loving noise. and joy division. and early nine inch nails.
it's just really blunt. they've shifted their sound around through different takes of post-punk, and can at times conjure up some decent soundscapes. it's just that there's no subtlety in the writing. that's a problem that no number of sonic facelifts is going to fix.
this is a short clip, but it's pretty accurate.
http://dghjdfsghkrdghdgja.appspot.com/categories/shows/2015/04/14.html
i wasn't able to sleep yesterday morning, and here i am, now, still wide awake. i'm pushing a 40 hour day. which is not that odd for me, but it's been a while. and, certainly, this lack of tiredness at the end of it is a little unsettling.
after some appointments yesterday afternoon on no sleep, and a second failed attempt at it, i rolled out of bed, grabbed the proverbial comb, and stumbled out to explore another new area of detroit: michigan street. the thing you've got to realize about detroit is that it was obviously built by the illuminati, because of the geometry. it's clear as day. hundred mile long roads rotate out of each other at increments of thirty degrees, winding out to suburbs where no bus is allowed to go. michigan st is the fourth option i've taken so far...
of the four, the end point is actually the shortest walk. and, it seems to be the punk rock district. i will be back in this area fairly often.
when one mentions that they attended a show at the ufo club, it's fair game to ask if they played astronomy domine, to which the answer is: fuck off.
"what? not even interstellar overdrive....?"
well, detroit has it's own history - and this place is actually important in it, being across the street from the old tiger stadium. which appears to basically still be there, just fenced off. rumour has it that the likes of babe ruth himself liked to hit a few out of the park at this place. it's a very old building. those days are gone now, but you can kind of still feel them walking up to the bar...
mexican knives are a local act, but i've seen them written up in review sites. those.....hipster (said with somewhat of a plugged nose).....review sites. and, the accusation may be an accurate first impression, but it's not really fair.
hipster is really a different animal than this. it's goofier. it thinks it's more modern, but that's why people with better taste laugh at hipsters, right?
i think something like "generalized punk" is more accurate.
"generalized punk", as i'd put forth it's use, is a kind of amalgam of punk styles, without any concept of time or geography. which is why hipster is a forgivable immediate reaction. for a minute, it's some early dk thing, then it's got a teenage jesus vibe - wait, now it's joy division with...dude is actually strumming like johnny ramone, get out of here...
see, it's not the worst idea to take all these ideas and try and mix them all up. it's better than flat out copying somebody, at least. but it turns into a "who are they now?" game. and, then you're not really listening to what they're doing anymore.
i'll probably see them open at least a second time, and probably a fourth time. they get plenty of gigs. but it needs to be taken to the next level if it wants to really be taken seriously. whatever that means. maybe doing overlapping duelling medleys instead....
"i just gotta tell you what i'm thinking right away while it's fresh: it came to me in a dream, man. the next movement in punk is recursion. i'll come back around to this, i just need to cycle it through my head. it's really spinning."
google recursion. click on "did you mean recursion". those google kids, always playing silly games...
==
so, noveller was the artist i went to see tonight...
i'm generally pretty dismissive/critical of these "think they can play with a loop pedal" types. almost nobody does this well. it almost always instantly turns into fripp does reich - with lobotomies offered in place of 3d glasses.
"now, with free lobotomy!"
noveller's a cut above, though. it's a completely different talent level. the loops are largely atmospheric, and she's setting off more than a few things as they spin around...
she was visibly unhappy with the sound, even stopping a few times. it's hard to believe that she didn't know that tube amps break up a little at high volume. personally, i thought it sounded fine.
she makes a nice - and often rather beautiful - racket. recommended.
here's a full set:
i caught about a half hour of the soft moon, and then left for the bus. i was a little cautious about timing, it being my first time up that way. one of these days, they'll open the tunnel to bicycle traffic. until then, there's no bus service between 1:00 and 4:00, and i'm stuck in detroit if i'm going to stay late. wasn't into that last night...
it turns out i could have stayed an extra twenty minutes, which probably would have nearly closed the set.
i can't say i really regret leaving early, though. the noisy joy division vibe ends up somewhere near late nine inch nails, and i just wasn't nearly drunk enough for it. despite loving noise. and joy division. and early nine inch nails.
it's just really blunt. they've shifted their sound around through different takes of post-punk, and can at times conjure up some decent soundscapes. it's just that there's no subtlety in the writing. that's a problem that no number of sonic facelifts is going to fix.
this is a short clip, but it's pretty accurate.
http://dghjdfsghkrdghdgja.appspot.com/categories/shows/2015/04/14.html
Saturday, April 4, 2015
i felt more like the swans were fluttering around outside, agitating to raise me out of the bar and bring me home to get back to work
i decided at the last minute to catch atom egoyan favourite raised by swans tonight, and all i could think about was how i should be at home working/recording. that's good, for me. it's probably the last show for at least a few weeks.
i wasn't walking in as a fan or anything, it just seemed like something relaxing to sit back and enjoy a beer with...
stylistically, it's very much the current wave of "indie rock", which isn't really a style i have much interest in. but, the record indicated a larger atmospheric influence, both in the joy division sense and the mbv sense. the live presentation seemed to want to minimize this in favour of something more rhythmic, and while that's probably the right marketing decision in a broad sense, it wasn't really what i was looking for.
that's not to say it was bare bones new wave, but i didn't get that wash of effects i went for...
the record is actually pretty good, though, if you prefer your indie rock a little closer to the source: with more exotic melodies, with less predictable pop and with deeper focus on atmospheres.
https://raisedbyswans6.bandcamp.com/album/xnadalur
on the personal story side of it, something i've noticed repeatedly walking home over the last few weeks is that people think i'm a streetwalker. this is odd to me, as i haven't seen any actual streetwalkers in the neighbourhood. i've given out a few smokes to girls walking home that seemed like they were working, but not on the corner sort of thing...
i'm not really sure how to approach this sort of thing. i'm not dressed provocatively. tonight, i was wearing a raincoat and a pair of jeans. the only clue that i'm even female-identifying is my elbow length hair. meaning these johns are driving through the wrong neighbourhood, and getting desperate. what's worrying is that it signifies pretty strong desperation. the only other thing i can think of is that they might be confusing me for somebody.
it wasn't really an issue at all last year. hopefully, they clue in soon that there's nobody around here and go drive in some other neighbourhood.
but, i mean, like...
you gotta wonder what kind of warped experience leads some guys to think girl walking home at night = prostitute. as though it's occam's razor or something.
http://dghjdfsghkrdghdgja.appspot.com/categories/shows/2015/04/03.html
i wasn't walking in as a fan or anything, it just seemed like something relaxing to sit back and enjoy a beer with...
stylistically, it's very much the current wave of "indie rock", which isn't really a style i have much interest in. but, the record indicated a larger atmospheric influence, both in the joy division sense and the mbv sense. the live presentation seemed to want to minimize this in favour of something more rhythmic, and while that's probably the right marketing decision in a broad sense, it wasn't really what i was looking for.
that's not to say it was bare bones new wave, but i didn't get that wash of effects i went for...
the record is actually pretty good, though, if you prefer your indie rock a little closer to the source: with more exotic melodies, with less predictable pop and with deeper focus on atmospheres.
https://raisedbyswans6.bandcamp.com/album/xnadalur
on the personal story side of it, something i've noticed repeatedly walking home over the last few weeks is that people think i'm a streetwalker. this is odd to me, as i haven't seen any actual streetwalkers in the neighbourhood. i've given out a few smokes to girls walking home that seemed like they were working, but not on the corner sort of thing...
i'm not really sure how to approach this sort of thing. i'm not dressed provocatively. tonight, i was wearing a raincoat and a pair of jeans. the only clue that i'm even female-identifying is my elbow length hair. meaning these johns are driving through the wrong neighbourhood, and getting desperate. what's worrying is that it signifies pretty strong desperation. the only other thing i can think of is that they might be confusing me for somebody.
it wasn't really an issue at all last year. hopefully, they clue in soon that there's nobody around here and go drive in some other neighbourhood.
but, i mean, like...
you gotta wonder what kind of warped experience leads some guys to think girl walking home at night = prostitute. as though it's occam's razor or something.
http://dghjdfsghkrdghdgja.appspot.com/categories/shows/2015/04/03.html
Friday, April 3, 2015
i’m certainly anticipating a dispute in the band’s fan base
i caught la dispute last night in a castle...
the masonic temple, in detroit. i'd never been in a structure like this. foundation stones jutting out awkwardly from the ground, warped from a century (centuries?) of weather erosion. elevators from the 30s, when it was cutting-edge technology, that you don't really want to get in; stairways with cracks that you don't really want to walk up. just a slight slant, six floors up - not quite dilapidated, but enough to make you a little claustrophobic and not really keen on rattling the bass. secret entrances everywhere, no doubt leading to scenes from indiana jones films. shit, was that a secret handshake.....?
as clearly impressive and important as this structure may have been decades or centuries ago, it's just as clearly abandoned, now. if only one could just eliminate the landlords....
the show itself was a bit of an experiment they're doing, in terms of turning their volume down a little. whether the fans are into it or not, i think the band is, and i'd expect it to "stick". i'm going to miss the 'proper show' tonight due to it being sold out, and it's not like i haven't see them play their older material before, but this might be the last chance you get to catch it; this may be the end of la dispute as you know them, and they seem to feel fine about it.
in all honesty, i don't think these kids have really ever identified much as punks, or were ever really interpreted that way. they were really always beatniks trying to exist in a hardcore world, without being forced to adhere to folk music stereotypes. so, this isn't really surprising. and the reality, for me? the reality is i grew up on rem. i grew up on sonic youth. i love these bands. i fucking *miss* these bands. i'm not going to be the person that's going to give them shit for this, as they're not walking outside of my sphere of interest. if anything, they're walking directly into it's center.
but, the thing is these are big boots, if you will. you start conjuring up rem and sonic youth, and you're walking into a world of expectations hitherto unknown to the average mortal rock band. this is the gen x pantheon. and, i'm not sure this band has the chops to get there.
the show was intriguing, if anything because it demonstrated their liabilities. some of the material transferred over well, but the overall impression was that the shift is a work in progress. songs would move forward with little real development and end without any sort of warning. void of the nihilistic context of the distortion cutting out, it left little effect. it's perhaps more literally beatnik, in the sense of raw poetry over haphazard accompaniment. but a castle is not a coffee shop.
if this is something they want to do, i don't want to discourage them. i'm in favour of ambition. and they seem to have lost their guitarist, so it might actually be the most rational path forward to change their sound. but it requires deeper incubation. maybe a bit more maturity. and perhaps a creative spark. hope they get there, eventually.
here is the audio from the night:
http://dghjdfsghkrdghdgja.appspot.com/categories/shows/2015/04/02.html
the masonic temple, in detroit. i'd never been in a structure like this. foundation stones jutting out awkwardly from the ground, warped from a century (centuries?) of weather erosion. elevators from the 30s, when it was cutting-edge technology, that you don't really want to get in; stairways with cracks that you don't really want to walk up. just a slight slant, six floors up - not quite dilapidated, but enough to make you a little claustrophobic and not really keen on rattling the bass. secret entrances everywhere, no doubt leading to scenes from indiana jones films. shit, was that a secret handshake.....?
as clearly impressive and important as this structure may have been decades or centuries ago, it's just as clearly abandoned, now. if only one could just eliminate the landlords....
the show itself was a bit of an experiment they're doing, in terms of turning their volume down a little. whether the fans are into it or not, i think the band is, and i'd expect it to "stick". i'm going to miss the 'proper show' tonight due to it being sold out, and it's not like i haven't see them play their older material before, but this might be the last chance you get to catch it; this may be the end of la dispute as you know them, and they seem to feel fine about it.
in all honesty, i don't think these kids have really ever identified much as punks, or were ever really interpreted that way. they were really always beatniks trying to exist in a hardcore world, without being forced to adhere to folk music stereotypes. so, this isn't really surprising. and the reality, for me? the reality is i grew up on rem. i grew up on sonic youth. i love these bands. i fucking *miss* these bands. i'm not going to be the person that's going to give them shit for this, as they're not walking outside of my sphere of interest. if anything, they're walking directly into it's center.
but, the thing is these are big boots, if you will. you start conjuring up rem and sonic youth, and you're walking into a world of expectations hitherto unknown to the average mortal rock band. this is the gen x pantheon. and, i'm not sure this band has the chops to get there.
the show was intriguing, if anything because it demonstrated their liabilities. some of the material transferred over well, but the overall impression was that the shift is a work in progress. songs would move forward with little real development and end without any sort of warning. void of the nihilistic context of the distortion cutting out, it left little effect. it's perhaps more literally beatnik, in the sense of raw poetry over haphazard accompaniment. but a castle is not a coffee shop.
if this is something they want to do, i don't want to discourage them. i'm in favour of ambition. and they seem to have lost their guitarist, so it might actually be the most rational path forward to change their sound. but it requires deeper incubation. maybe a bit more maturity. and perhaps a creative spark. hope they get there, eventually.
here is the audio from the night:
http://dghjdfsghkrdghdgja.appspot.com/categories/shows/2015/04/02.html
Thursday, April 2, 2015
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
i didn't get home (from screaming females) until what was nearly sunday afternoon, and slept until early monday morning. i decided to do another compost haul monday to see if i could get anything at the target liquidation sale [nothing...], then spent tuesday and most of today doing beginning of the month things [groceries, cleaning, bills]. tomorrow is la dispute at the masonic temple, which i've never been in before. but it's walking distance back to the tunnel, and i don't expect to drink anything except coffee. it's some kind of acoustic set, that will probably focus more on their beatnik-style stuff.
i'm not going to get much done today in terms of recording, but i should be able to get a little writing done and then sit down over the weekend and get a full plan set out for the next part. i think i've mostly got it worked out in my brain, so i think it should actually be relatively quick to get it down. i'm hoping for mid-april...
this track was supposed to be a quick remix, back in december. lol. i am still on the cusp of a good three-four hours of quickly uploaded material, it just doesn't make any sense to jump ahead, given that i don't currently have any direct pressure.
so, i need to request patience. but i know. i'm straining my own...
these shows are actually necessary for me to relax a little. i tend to get a little cabin crazy, and it's actually NOT useful for composing...
i'm not going to get much done today in terms of recording, but i should be able to get a little writing done and then sit down over the weekend and get a full plan set out for the next part. i think i've mostly got it worked out in my brain, so i think it should actually be relatively quick to get it down. i'm hoping for mid-april...
this track was supposed to be a quick remix, back in december. lol. i am still on the cusp of a good three-four hours of quickly uploaded material, it just doesn't make any sense to jump ahead, given that i don't currently have any direct pressure.
so, i need to request patience. but i know. i'm straining my own...
these shows are actually necessary for me to relax a little. i tend to get a little cabin crazy, and it's actually NOT useful for composing...
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